Apple between my teeth
The comfort of the fog I wake up in the fog. Wonderful, it gives me a sense of security. I slept well, which I really needed. Soaking wet, I pack up my tent and walk… Lees meer…
How is it possible!
Restless night The spot by the river is fantastic. What peace, what a lovely view. The night, however, is less calm. Thunder, lightning, and hunger. I might as well take advantage of being awake and… Lees meer…
Sprayed
Heavy clattering water on my tent I wake up from a huge downpour. The water is clattering on my tent. The fabric is sagging. Strange, no rain was expected, but yes, the rain radar is… Lees meer…
The Twelve Village Trail
Sweltering and suffocating Even just in my boxer shorts and without a blanket over me, I’m barely making it through the night at the inn. I had somewhat forgotten, but Spaniards, and thus also Portuguese,… Lees meer…
Question 4: What do you do if you get sick on the road?
No idea! I try to live in the moment as much as possible and I won’t worry about problems in the future that might not even happen. That means worrying twice. I’m really not going… Lees meer…
Here we go again, on to Portugal
I can go again! Yay, it’s finally time to hit the road again. Heading south now, because those who know me are aware: there’s always something to experience, but I have two strict conditions: I… Lees meer…
